A flush starts up on her cheeks as she plays with her hair, curling a little wisp around her finger. It's both awkward and nice to be admired. She never really expects it, let alone to be treated like the cool older sister or something. She's barely got her life together.

"It's not a big deal--I mean, I just know I wouldn't want to waste them. And they're kind of pretty ruined already. It'll be a miracle if I can get back to wearable as it."